Make A Wish.ReclaimMemoriesPackedInLikeTinnedFish,OrSeekTomorrow,WithItsPossibleSorrow?No NeedToChose,WeHaveNoPowerTo RefuseWhatIsToCome,OrTheSteady HumOfWhatWas,InYesterdaysThatHaveSlippedAway.TheReflectionInTheMirrorWillGrowOld,ButRecollectionWillStillBeEdgedInGold.